Prologue

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A gray she-cat lay panting. Her mate a Tom with a flaming orange pelt gazed beside her. Though, the gray she-cat had broken the medicine cat code, she knew that this was destined to happen. Her tiny two tiny white kits lay beside her, almost identical. They breathed slowly and started to gasp for oxygen. One of the two, cuddled beside her mother, the other still laid motionless.
"Are you sure that this is the right thing to do?" The worried queen asked her mate. His eyes burned with sadness as he spoke. "Of course, it's meant to be. It was bound to happen..." he answered unsurely.
"I suppose they'll need it.... we are doing this for the clans." The misty cat whispered. She looked down at the kit laying on the ground. Her belly churned in regret as she rose to walk. Her mate had already gone, sprinting along the glowing path.
"I love you!" She called to her unmoving kit. "I give to you a life full of generosity." Her eyes gleamed. "Remember, sometimes in the dark, you can see more then in the light. " she whispered. Her paws led her away from her precious kit.
The moving kit was already following the way his father had taken. The misty she-cat was left alone with her kit, for the last time. As she headed away, she glanced back. She winced, her kit was fading away. His minuscule face disappeared. The she-cat was regretful and also, miserable. She had sacrificed what she loved the most.

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